I've been looking at old, unanswered prompts and found that some of them don't have their prompters' names attached to them. This drabble is based on the anonymous prompt of Luna's family, legal matter, and goblin. (Cross-posted to hp_misfitfics.)

Summary: Babies are never "its."

"—crying!" Lorcan was shouting, as he came barrelling out of the woods. "I think it's broken!"

With Rolf at her heels, Luna picked up her skirts and ran, following Lorcan into the woods to where Lysander was kneeling before the low hollow of an old tree. Inside the hollow, there was a screaming goblin babe flailing in a bed of moss and dried leaves.

"I was afraid to touch it, Mum."

Luna knelt down beside him and gently brushed away the debris covering the baby. "Babies are never 'its', Lysander. You were afraid to touch her, see?"